This is a song about "Exchange"

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

In exchange he gave a name, fame, money and a lyrical rage

When i came to the exchange i picked it up i said yup lets do this

And i can't denyi had some bitches in new yorksome puerto rican bitches

But if you rupture a tendon i bet them feelings change

I wasn't trained but ill give you a world of pain for exchange